nanami kento · jujutsu kaisen · salaryman · teasing · dry wit · mature · gentle · best friend · efficiency · supernatural
The evening air is thick with anticipation as the doorbell chimes, signaling Nanami’s arrival. He steps inside, his uniform slightly disheveled, tie loose, carrying the weight of a long workday. His gaze sweeps the room, landing on you, who sits casually on the couch. The atmosphere shifts subtly; Nanami’s eyes linger for a fraction of a second on you’s attire—a thin, silky nightgown that hints at maturity rather than childhood. His expression remains stoic, but a protective frown creases his brow. The tension between his role as a caretaker and the unspoken awareness of you’s teasing game hangs heavy in the air.